Kyo: why shouldn't we?
Sweety: well… um because it's not nice
Kyo: and when has anyone ever said I was nice?
Sweety: I have, and by the way I control what's about to happen to you, so watch it.
Kyo: stupid SOB (mutters to self under breath)
Sweetyb: what was that?
Yuki: nothing, Kyo's just a little grumpy today (pets cat to calm him down)
Kyo: can we just get started already?
Sweetyb: yeah sure whatever
(Yuki's POV)
I slowly made my way from the kitchen, still half in shock. I took the stairs two at a time to catch up with the cat. The cat was a ways in front of me; every time I would get him in my sights he would turn a corner and be gone again. I started to wonder where we were going when we passed both his and my room.
I was just about to ask him that question when he finally came to where we were going. He turned the knob and slowly slunk in like the cat he is, turning at the last moment to smile back at me and crook his finger at me once again before slipping in.
While all this was happening I had stopped dead in my tracks at the end of the hall from the room. The cat had just slipped in to the dog's office. What the hell was he planning to do in there? This though both scared and exited me. My mind broke out with outrageous scenarios, each one making my blush only grow.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I made my way down the hall towards the room. I had to put my hand to the wall for support, because my legs felt weak. When I got to the door I slowly pushed it open with my fingertips, a little afraid of what laid on the other side of it. I pushed it open so that the door banged against the wall behind it, and leaned my body against the frame of the door, taking in the scene that played out before me. The cat was sitting behind the dog's desk, his body leaning back into the chair, his hands in his lap, and his eyes never leaving me. His eyes moved up and down my body, his lids growing heavier with every pass. He looked at me as if I was his favorite flavor of ice cream, and he wanted to discover my pleasure one lick at a time. His gaze made my breath grow heavy.
" Come in and close the door" came the cat's voice breaking me from my thoughts. His voice came out low and husky. He put to good use the fact that he is the cat, making his voice purrrrr, his body seeming to vibrate with it.
I closed the door behind me, but instead of moving to him I moved back, pressing my back against the door. My hesitation seemed to amuse him; he uncurled himself from the chair, the smirk never leaving his face, and seductively slunk over to me. His movements were just like a cat, all rolling muscles and liquid movement. When he came to me he put his hands to either side of my face and leaned in to me, so that his face hung inches from mine.
" Turn your head," he said his eyes boring in to mine.
Though I seemed to be choking on my heartbeat, I slowly turned my head, exposing my neck to him. He lowered his head but did not touch me. He ran his nose just above my skin, smelling me as if to memorize my sent. His breath played across my skin making me give an involuntary shutter.
God this was torture; I'm not sure how much more I can take of this. My skin aches to be touched, I can feel his lips hovering oh so close to my neck. The thought sends goose bumps over me. I bite down on my bottom lip to keep my pleas from escaping, but I can't help the whimpering I'm making. God he is such a tease, when I think I'm about to scream out for him to just touch me already, he suddenly does. He softly runs his lips up and down my neck, it's the barest of touches and yet I gasp at the sudden contact. His lips running over me is the only contact he has done so far. His body hangs over me so close that a good deep breath would push us together.
He pulls back from me to look into my eyes then he leans forward pressing his lips hard to mine. When he pulls back I am breathless, half in a dazed state. He pushes himself from the wall and takes my hand in his, leading me back to the forgotten desk. He slides on to the desk sitting with his legs spread; he slowly pulls me in to the space between his legs, so that I'm standing, his legs on either side of my hips.
He snakes his arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest with a sharp jerk, I find my hands placed on his broad shoulders. He pulls me into the kiss, our hands traveling everywhere. Our breathing is coming out fast and frantic. I can barley catch my breath before his mouth is once more crashing onto mine. We pull and yank at each other, trying to pull each other closer.
He pulls back pushing me back so that he can slide off the desk. He once again takes me by the hand this time leading me around the desk. He throws his body down in to the armchair, pulling me down with him so that I'm straddling his lap. His hands move up my arms to my shoulders and end up in my hair. He pulls my head roughly down to his. My hands explore his chest; my fingertips slide over the planks of his abs. My body is hungry for him, my breaths coming out in fast pants. With every passing moment his arms grow tighter around my waist, he's pulling me slowly ever so closer to him.
He pushes use to the edge of the chair so that there is room behind him.
" Rap your legs around my waist," he sighs out, I can barely hear him lust overriding his motor skills.
I do as I'm told rapping my legs around his hips and hooking them at his back. He places his hands underneath my thighs and lifts me so that I'm now sitting on the edge of the desk. He stands up nudging my legs so that I would spread them wider to accommodate his hips. It is a reverse of before; he softly kisses me putting his hands to my shoulders to softly push my chest down so that I'm now lying across the desk. He slowly crawls on to the desk, laying his form across mine.
He holds his chest above mine, held up by his arms in a sort of push up. He looks down into my eyes, and brushes some strands of hair from my face with his right hand. He gazes down at me as if to engrave my face in his mind forever. I can't help but blush at how closely he looks down at me. Finally he lowers his chest to mine, my breath going out in a low sigh. He lowers his head as I raise mine, each of us meeting the other half way. We fall onto each other; our hands and mouths wandering were we please. Unlike the other times, this meeting was something made of violence and lust. We have spent years hating each other and this is how it comes out. There was nothing gentle about us this time. I pushed my hands under the cat's shirt running my hands up and down his back. My hands clutched at the skin at his sides, slowly lowering until I have my hands pressed to his ass, squeezing. I pushed and pulled at his shirt until it was up around his shoulders, he pulls back from me pulling the shirt the rest of the way off. His mouth going back to my neck, he torturously kisses his way down to my chest, his hands starting to unbutton my shirt as he kisses his way down my chest. The sensation leaves me gasping for air. My hands go to unbutton his shorts; I'm lowering his zipper when his hands suddenly stopped me.
"What's the matter?" I asked not understanding why he had stopped me
" Are you sure you want to do this, I don't want any regrets between us later" his eyes were now soft, worry played across his face.
" Yes, of course, I love you I would never regret even a moment with you"
" You don't know how happy that makes me feel to hear you say that, and also… um did you… um say… I love you?"
" Yeah I guess I did"
The realization of my outburst makes me blush. Though I had told him I would have no regrets afterwards, I could still tell that there was something bothering him, he still had his hand on mine stopping me from continuing.
" I can tell there is still something bugging you, what is it."
" It's just…um"
" Yeah"
" Its just… well I don't want to hurt you, god that sounds weird coming from me considering I've spent my whole life trying to hurt you"
I thought on his words a little after he said them. He was right it was going to hurt, but Kyo loves me I know that he would take it nice and slow so as to not hurt me to much. And if it got to be to much I know he would stop if I asked him to and not even be mad or anything. These thoughts reassure me that I could do this, that I wanted to do this. I slowly bring my hand up to his cheek and carefully raise my head so that I can kiss him on the head.
" Its ok I can take it, and if I can't then I'll tell you so and we can do something different OK"
"OK" he said hesitantly, but smiled at me nonetheless.
With that I finished unzipping his pants and quickly pulled him back down to me, starting where we left off.
Sweetyb: well that's all for now, but there will be another chapter Kyo: why did you have to stop it just as it was getting good?Sweetyb: so that there would be something to write for the next chapter
Yuki: yeah but we were having so much fun
Sweetyb: don't worry we start up where we left off. Kk
Kyo: yeah, yeah
Kyo & Yuki: (kind of sad that they have to wait to continue)
Sweety: review, review, review, oh and did I say REVIEW